North Maple Rag

Well, I'm headed back to NYC tomorrow and I'm kind of sad to go. My time at home has been consistently mellow and I'm going to miss it. Not much has happened since my last post. I've finished a bit more of my paper. I thought for a day that my computer had been stolen, but it hadn't. I finished watching the second season of Arrested Development (oh, Motherboy). I made some pad thai. I did some great bargain shopping at my hometown mall.

Oh, and of the books I've been reading, I've found two that I'm willing to recommend. The first one is The Work of Wolves by Kent Meyers. It was South Dakota's "One Book" last year and so far, it's great. The second is Slouching Toward Fargo by Neal Karlen. The author followed the St. Paul Saints baseball team around a few years ago and the book is surprisingly good. The Saints are co-owned by Bill Murray and the season that Neal writes about features Darryl Strawberry during his "blackballed" hiatus from the major leagues. The Saints play in the somewhat kooky Northern League, of which the Sioux Falls Canaries are a part. Anyway, it's a fun book.

And that's that. I've got about 27 hours until I head to the airport and I expect it will be filled with research and laundry. Cheers!